Evelyn hoped in the shower and washed herself going over what felt like the hundredth time on what her and Valeria were going to do, first they were going over to the educational building to have her daughter's intelligence tested and to see what grade she has to be in, then grocery shopping after grocery shopping then go back home and email Maggie the test results and at last then spend the rest of the day bonding with her little baby girl.
By the age of 7, I had realised that wetting my bed every night, was routine and mundane. It still is, a lifetime later.
There can still be things to aim for, keeping the mattress dry is a goal and achievement, thanks to my trusty rubber sheet.
Also, the understanding, freedom and acceptance of being invited to sleep with another bedwetter, is exotic.